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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 7, 2011 0:43:38 GMT -5
The Sith looked back and dodged the slash. "Violent are you now, Jedi. I guess it was my fault for giving you back your weapon."
The Sith's weapons activated unseen and a faint whine was heard. The Sith turned and an innocent Neimoidian civilian was pinned between the Sith Lord's taunting form and the "X" of the crossed lightsaber blades. As the blades raised towards the being throat, the rubbed together - a spark of fire and a charge of electricity let loose scaring the being.
"You could try and strike me down...but, what about this lifeform? Surely, by your Jedi codes, his life is far more important than your lust to kill me?"
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Post by johma on Jun 7, 2011 0:57:38 GMT -5
Once more Spellca darted out of Johma's reach, effective though dully repetitive. Then a civilian was dragged into the battle. "Figures that you can't fight without a living shield." Johma replied as he mind quickly formed how he would work this. "THis is going to hurt." he said to the poor Neimoidian as he thrust out with his lightsaber, his blade meeting the crosspoint while he channeled the Alter Damage ability through the blades while using a force push on Spellca. The result would be that while the hostage would be harmed, he would live and be able to run away, but he was no longer a shield, and Spellca would be able to easily recover before Johma could get a strike in on the Sith Lord, but it was just the two of them as the rest of the civilians ran off. "Hated to do that, but better than letting him die." Johma said as he resumed the opening stance of Makashi. "Now come Spellca, show me that you have more than raw power and cowardice." He said with an icy edge in his voice. He was regaining his composure and all that was filling his mind was that this evil needed to be removed. OOC: Not an exact g-mod, but I figure it's a fair trade off for letting Spellca screw with Johma's head and zap him
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 7, 2011 8:19:46 GMT -5
'Together? ALMOST?' How dare this insignificant Jedi insult Kanta in such a manner! As a single entity he damn near rivaled the Emperor like no other being could even hope! This egghead would pay for such slander. His saber lit up swiftly, and soon, he was prepared for combat against the moronic Jedi. "So, you remember me? Then again, it's not like any of the Jedi in that Temple will forget what I was capable of doing." Of course, he was referring to the simple fact that he had broken in, and infiltrated the Jedi Temple, and even caused a fair amount of destruction. And the only thing that had ruined his plan was this filthy scumbag. This Jedis head would be rolling soon.
Kanta focused himself, and started to destroy the room, with one of his most powerful moves; Combustion. Items started to fly up towards the Jedi, with simple levitational uses of the Force, and were quickly hurled towards the Jedi, before exploding in mid air, as if to simply distract the Jedi long enough to disable his concentration. This would not be Kantas first confrontation with a Jedi Master, and it would be far from his last. The other Sith at this point mean nothing to him; as long as the other Siths life could be used to ensure this Jedi was found dead, Kanta would be happy.
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 7, 2011 12:47:16 GMT -5
Neah stopped in his tracks when he sensed another force user in the area. It wasn't a sith it felt to good. Neah said under his breath "Jedi." Neah turned shouldered the bag and grabbed his lightsaber with his free hand. "So it was you who attacked the jedi temple I must say excellent work lord Kanta." Neah set the sack of credits on the ground and activated his lightsaber. His blood red blade activated and hummed as he cracked his neck to the sides. Neah Watched as the other sith used the force and lift object into the air and Saw them explode. Neah lifted his hand and fired out a force lightning at the jedi.
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Post by Sal-Kari-Min on Jun 7, 2011 17:53:40 GMT -5
The Jedi's back was to the blue-skinned Sith. The reverse gripped lightsaber pike at the ready, the other one was before him - the Padawan's old blue lightsaber ready.
Although sent last, the lightning met Min's "borrowed" weapon first and was easily blocked. As the explosive attacks came at him, the Jedi deactivated his weapons and rolled aside.
"I was right. Almost as good as your Dark Lord. You, yes you, the Temple invader...try to think your attacks out rather than spewing raw power. The other one, yes you, a little effort into your attacks would help you greatly."
The master stashed away the spare lightsaber, ignited his pike and looked at the two of them. "Surely two Sith can defeat one blind Jedi..."
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 7, 2011 18:51:45 GMT -5
Kanta rage was overflowing as the Jedi spoke. He prided himself in his strength and skill, primarily as a silent killer, but this Jedi seemed keene on making it look like he was simply weak and meaningless. And then he even gave a comment to 'think his attacks out'. How dare some glorified Jedi say such a thing to him, the Empires greatest assassin. If he did no more than spew raw power, then the Temple wouldn't even be standing at this point.
Kanta circled the Jedi, now relying purely on his skill with a blade. This fight could mean the death of one of the Sith, and Kanta would ensure it wasn't him.
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Post by Neah Walker on Jun 7, 2011 19:19:11 GMT -5
Neah smiled as watched the jedi deflect the attacks. The man was very skillful neah would have to take his time and watch the man and think of a good strategy on how to combat the man. Neah chuckled inside his head as the jedi gave out advice to kanta. Then the advice was then directed to him which made his grin fade. "I wasn't trying in the first place jedi i like to analaze my opponents but now i shall show you what i am tuley capable of!" Neah put his saber inside his robe and placedhis two hands togehter and began to compress the force into a very powerful force push. Neahs jhands were shaing as grittedhis teeth and felt the force push was complete. Neah used force lightning which made the compressed force push visible the lightning swirling around in the sphere as he smiled. "Try this Jedi a gift from ME!" Neah fired the compressed force push with force lightning at the jedi the blast heading straight for the jedi. As the blast move towards the jedi the ground around the path began to tear apart and fly to the sides with chunks of debris. Neah saw a slot machine behind the jedi and used a force pull on it to hopefully hit the jedi from behind with the machine as well as his blast.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 7, 2011 23:11:21 GMT -5
"Rather aggressive for a Jedi. A civilian who will be traumatized by the Jedi who nearly had him killed."
The Sith dashed forward and pressed his lightsabers against his opponent's lightsaber. "The only reason you still breed is because I feel the Dark Side within your soul...aggression, pain, sadness, hatred - let it fuel your power!!"
The area loomed with the Dark Side as Spellca pushed towards the Jedi with his Force-enhanced strength. "I foresee your future, I see destruction and death by your hand. I see a black cloak over your back and a death before you...you will be no Jedi!"
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Post by johma on Jun 7, 2011 23:31:50 GMT -5
"I doubt he'll be as mentally scarred as you say." Johma replied as he shifted his blade to have the base of the emitted plasma brace the impact, giving him as much leverage as possible. He ignored the typical Sith ranting, He was certain the poor man wasn't going to enjoy this memory, but it was clear that Johma had been able to keep him alive and gave him the chance to run. He wouldn't let Spellca's words twist what he had done.
Once he felt increased Pressure brought on by the Emperor's summoning of the force, he disengaged his own weapon by sliding it down it's length while lifting his left foot, pivoting on the right foot.
The desired result would be that he was now flanking the Sith's left side. Swinging his weapon in for a strike to Spellca's shoulder blades he gave a grin. "You keep looping like a scratched holo disk Spellca." He said as he made his attack. Johma wasn't exactly sure what was going to be in his future, but he was sure of his place in the galaxy. He was a Jedi knight, and that was what he planned to spend his life as. He enjoyed his lifestyle and this certainly wasn't the way to get him to cross over.
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Post by Sal-Kari-Min on Jun 8, 2011 0:06:17 GMT -5
Master Min had fought Sith partners before. They were usually good working together, guarding each other's weaknesses and making each other stronger. This too weren't partners, in reality, their lack of cooperation was making this fight far easier for Min. It was light fighting two Padawan who didn't have a clue what they were doing.
The blue-skinned Sith was an arrogant soul who compensated lack of power with skill and an unholy temper. Min would surely be able to use his focus and insight to bring him down.
The other Sith was a fool in all contexts of the word. Min would have ended him by now if he felt the need, but deep inside he enjoyed testing the Sith.
The game machine flew towards him as an electrified ball of Force flew at his back - the Master flipped over the Force Blast letting it hit the machine. Thus, Min gripped the "lightning grenade" and threw it at the blue-skinned Sith.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 8, 2011 2:03:26 GMT -5
Spellca stepped back. "Strike me down!" He stood his ground. "Strike me down and end this war! Join me and end this war! If you destroy me, you will become a member of the Dark Side...I am the ghost of your inner evil. I am the image of what you shall become regardless of your path."
The Sith wanted to see how much power the Jedi was willing to unleash against him.
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Post by Kanta O'mur on Jun 8, 2011 4:57:08 GMT -5
Kanta watched as the other Sith attempted a poorly thought out attack. If he could, Kanta would try to analyze the way this Jedi fought; dual blades were one thing, but if one of them was a pike... This Jedi might be over his head. But, on the alternative, if he was capable of using both weapons well enough, he could slay one of the Sith in the first few seconds of a battle.
Force wise, this Jedi surpassed the Chiss easily; Kanta had skills that complimented stealth and assassinations, powers that could easily slay a foe without them even knowing he existed. This Jedi meanwhile was clearly stronger in the ways of simply fighting, like the majority of Sith and Jedi. In short, he was the average Force-sensitive in that aspect. Kanta would need to rely on his own skill with a saber, but for now, that other Sith could flail his own abilities against the Jedi.
But, his analyzing was short lived, as a slot-machine, an odd device on most planets, was imbued with a ball of Force Lightning, turning the simple machine into a weapon of destruction. The Ceream Jedi, who could easily outwit the other Sith, was able to dodge and harness the weapon, before he sent it flying - right towards Kanta.
The blue Siths eyes widened, as he watched the weapon fly towards him, and only had a second to think of a way to deal with it; Force Crush. He raised an arm, and gripped tight on his palm, crushing the machine and taking control of its path, only a few feet away from his own blue face. Hurling the broken down piece of trash aside, Kanta started to move back, examining the room the three of them were in, trying to find any points that he could take advantage of, while keeping his mind set on the Jedi. And then, an idea popped into Kantas head, of a technique he had not used for many years.
Kanta focused his mind, not making any physical examples of his upcoming attack on the biological functions of his foe. As the Morichro was slowly implemented on the eggheaded Jedi, Kanta felt a shatterpoint in the ceiling above them; it was small, but if he could hit it properly, the entire top levels could come collapsing inwards.
The perfect trap. But, he needed to find the right time to use it, and could only hope neither the Jedi nor the Sith spotted it.
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Post by johma on Jun 8, 2011 10:41:00 GMT -5
Once more Spellca simply moved back, impressive considering that Johma had been shifting him into a position where it shouldn't have been able to work and the Sith should have been required to actually do something to defend himself. It seemed the Force was indeed strong with him.
Johma didn't even let the man finish talking. He made a controlled lung with his weapon aiming to pierce that man's chest with the tip of his weapon and run it through the Dark Lord's heart. "Only in your mind Spellca." Johma replied. He wasn't ever happy taking a life, even Spellca's, but this was a chance to land a crippling blow to the Empire, perhaps force it into retreat.
He had made sure his mind was cleared. This wasn't allowed to be personal, this was a war and they were both soldiers. Soldiers died at the hands of other soldiers, and anyone who felt a war could be fought without bloodshed was a fool. It didn't make a man fall away from his ideals, and that last part was clearly something Spellca couldn't begin to understand.
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Post by Emperor Spellca on Jun 8, 2011 14:24:42 GMT -5
"Sloppy." As the blade neared Spellca's form, he slid back on one foot called his two lightsaber hilts to is hand and threw the hilts alone with the Force.
The hilts were lined with cortosis weave. When they made contact with the blade, it shorted it out as the weapon commonly does in reaction to the metal.
The hilts returned to his grasp, activated immediately and the Sith Lord dashed forward gorging Johma's stomach with both lightsabers before lightly pushing him back.
The cortosis weave trick was real...the rest was a powerful Sith illusion. Spellca hated resorting to using illusions, he hated his master for it, but he knew rhetoric alone would not bring doubt into the mind of the Jedi - pain and suffering was the key.
Spellca wanted this Jedi to live and felt that Force Lightning was too strong of an approach - but an illusion shows the strength of the Sith to unleash a pain, suffering and dispair without actually using any attacks.
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Post by Sal-Kari-Min on Jun 8, 2011 16:21:44 GMT -5
Min suddenly felt his entire body slow. He knew this technique well as it was a common tool used by his master all those years ago - Min himself had never used it but he had his master use it against him many times so he could understand what it feels like.
Min knew that he should be dead by now...one of the Sith should have moved in for an easy kill - but it didn't occur. Min sighed, breathed out and sat down - slow but he surely sat down. Everything slowed within him and he began to meditate. He accepted death and prepared for it.
"Sith, if you wish, try to end this now. But, neither of you have the power to kill me - not even combined."
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